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Kenning Me Softly

.. Have you met her? She’s a mess -age of murmurmoan, an ink(trovert) blot caught on a cure-ious spinstring, a gypsygonegirl (nevermore) moon(mer)maid of de -versity. She’s paid only in breeze-sigh whisperwhy and skysong spare change. But give her a … Continue reading

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oh, poem.

.. oh, word jenga heart spill versonification of soul, gathered quiet stones on white river, rafting; paper holler black clacked nonsense clattered self inky scrawled sky raised phrase phase parenthetical pulp, s t u t t e r i n … Continue reading

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